Mcalpine's Fusiliers chords by Wakefire
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Well down the glen came
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the Wigfire Band
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with our guitars slung behind us.
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It was in the pub where we drank our stuff
and up in the spike you'll find us.
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We sweated blood and we
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washed down mud
With pints and forks of beer
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And now we're on the road again
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With a Kauffman's muselier
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And ripped to the skin with a darky grin
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Down in the Isle of Rain
With horse -based tools,
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sure I knew the rule
No money if you stop the rain
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Calfine Scott was a well -built heart,
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just shoulder -strapped to boots and sin
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And woe to he who went to look for tea
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with that Calfine snooze -a -lee
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I remember the day
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when the barrow -chain
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fell into a concrete stand
What the horse -face said
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when he found him dead
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That it wasn't what the rich call bread
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And Abby Short was the one retort
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That reached down to my ears
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When the going gets rough,
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well, you must be tough
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When the tough line's usually
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Oh, wee oh, ya oh
Oh, wee oh, ya oh
Oh, wee oh, ya oh
Cookies, Oreos, Tulsa
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Here I go!
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Well, I worked till the sweat
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nearly had me bet
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With Russians, Czechs, and Poles
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A shuddering jump in the hydra -dump,
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or from beneath the Thames in a hole.
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Well, I grappled hard, and I got me caught,
and many gangers missed across my ear.
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If you value your life,
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well, don't join my Christ
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with my Calvin's Fusiliers.
If you value your life,
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well, don't join my Christ
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with my Calvin's Fusiliers.
So I've got an important question
for y 'all.
Who out there likes
traditional Irish music?
What a coincidence, so do we.
We also love that,
but if we wanted to play all of
the traditional Irish music,
that's all we'd be playing
up here today.
We do want to play some of our
own stuff.
Luckily, Nessa had an idea.
We should just take all
our favorite Irish tunes
and play them at the same time!
What do say? So, do me a favor.
Imagine you are not in fact here
at this beautiful festival,
but you are in fact off in the far
off distant land of Ireland,
in the city of Dublin,
walking up and down the streets
with your friends,
passing by each one of those beautiful old pubs,
and in each one of those beautiful old pubs
is a beautiful pub band
playing one of those beautiful old
pub songs
and you're walking past them
up and down the street
parading with your friends
as though it were some sort of
beautiful green parade.
Mcalpine's Fusiliers
Wakefire
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